Chapter 36

Ryan

Dinner had been amazing like it had the first time we’d gone out together. She laughed at my jokes, flirted, and even swiped her hand over mine at one point. For the first time since we got to New York, we were both more interested in the conversation over dinner than we were for the food that was being served. It was really an amazing feeling. When we were done with dinner, we decided to walk back to the penthouse, taking the park as a throughway. The sun was starting to set, and the colors were beautiful in the sky. It was wonderful being with Sara.

As we walked, we talked about different stories from our past, the funny ones, and just had a great conversation. We stopped for a few minutes and watched the ducks on the water, the reflection of the sky coloring the small wakes. I didn’t overstep my boundaries, but I sure as hell wanted to. Everything in me wanted to take her hand or wrap my arms around her, but I wanted to ease into that, not ruin the whole night by assuming she would be okay with it. We turned from the lake and walked down the path, enjoying the warm summer air. All of a sudden, in the not very far distance, a clap of thunder shook the air and lightning traced across the sky. Before we could even look at each other, a hard rain started to pour from the sky. Sara let out a yelp and covered her head. I looked around and the grabbed her, pulling her under a group of trees on the side of the path. The lush branches shielded us from the majority of the downpour.

She shook herself off, and I shook my head, letting the water spatter out. We both started laughing, watching the downpour soak the lush green field areas. It looked as if we were the only ones in the park, something I wasn’t used to after living there for so long and always expecting people to be close by at every second. The smell of the warm steam rising from the asphalt filled my nose and made me think back to when I was really little and still allowed to be a kid and play outside. I looked over at Sara who was breathing heavily and watching the rain. Her hair was soaked, and water was running down the sides of her neck and down into her breasts. Her white blouse was soaked through, revealing a black lace bra underneath with just a hint of the curvature of her nipples showing. My eyes rolled over the fabric clinging to her tight body and watched as her breasts heaved up and down from her breathing.

She was so damn sexy all the time, but right then, it was the hottest I had ever seen her look. She looked like a model out of some ad in a men’s magazine, something that would get a man’s head spinning. I had to admit, my head was definitely spinning. Instantly, my cock hardened so tight, I almost winced from the rush of blood. I adjusted myself quickly, standing up straight when she turned back toward me. At that moment, I didn’t think. I just acted, reaching forward and cupping her face in my hands. I stepped forward, pressing my body to hers and leaned down, kissing her passionately. I could feel the heat between us, and it was so hot, I was surprised the rain around us didn’t turn to steam on the spot. Her lips were so sweet, so tender, and even better than I had remembered. I had wanted to kiss her since the moment she’d broken things off with me, and this time, I was going to show her what passion really was.

At first, I wasn’t sure how she was going to react, and I braced myself for the worst. She could pull back, yell at me, or even tell me she was leaving. I had broken my promise to be a gentleman, and I had done it pretty quickly. To my surprise, though, she didn’t pull away at all or even stiffen up. A small whimper escaped her throat, and she lifted her arms up around my neck, leaning into the kiss. Passion exploded between the two of us, and it was everything I had hoped for, imagined even, and more. That spark was still there, the one that drove me to Sara’s side, the one that made me want her all the time, and the one that initiated that protectiveness I felt over her.

We stood under the tree in a warm embrace, our lips moving over one another’s. It wasn’t frantic or needy but sensual and full of emotion. I had never made out with someone as much as I did with Sara, but I wasn’t complaining because it was out of this world. We stood there for quite a while, even when I felt the chill of the evening slipping into night. We had no idea what was going on around us, but we didn’t care. We were lost in each other. However, as people began to move back into the park, someone let out a wolf-whistle, driving her back away from me in embarrassment. Her cheeks were glowing red, and she looked down with a smile, wiping her lips and shaking her head.

“I guess we’re in the clear.” She smiled up at me.

“Huh?” I said, still entranced by her beauty.

“The rain,” she said, looking out over the park. “It’s stopped. We don’t have to hang out under the trees anymore.”

I smiled. “Well, that’s a shame.”

“Ryan.” She backhanded me in the gut and looked around to see if anyone heard. “You did not act like a gentleman.”

“Sure, I did.” I smiled. “I got you out of the rain and made sure you had warmth. To create heat, you need friction. So, you see, by kissing you, I was creating enough heat to see you through the storm. And what do you know? It worked.”

She laughed and shook her head, putting her arms in front of her chest and shivering just so slightly. I pulled my jacket off and put it over her shoulders, rubbing her arms quickly to warm her up. She smiled again and pushed her arms into the sleeves, wrapping it tightly around her body to shield her wet blouse from everyone else. I put my arm around her shoulders and looked up at the path.

“You ready to go home?”

“Sure am,” she said with a sexy smile, making my pants tighten again.

We headed out from under the trees and down the path, nodding at anyone passing by. I felt like I needed to say something, offer an explanation, or just plainly tell her how I felt. It was one of those times in life when you know you have only one right moment to do it, but when the moment passes, those words are lost forever. I was afraid, though, that she wouldn’t feel the same or that she would scoff at my feelings for her. I cleared my throat, knowing it was now or never, knowing if I didn’t say it I would always regret it.

“So, I know I promised to be a gentleman.” I chuckled. “And I know we make jokes about it, but I was serious when I said it to you. I really had no motive or thoughts of breaking that promise.”

“Yet here we are,” she said with a chuckle.

“Here we are,” I repeated to myself. “Sara, I want to tell you something.”

I stopped her and turned her toward me by the shoulders. “I know I promised,” I said. “But I just can’t help myself. You did something to me when you came into my life, something that’s sometimes overwhelming and confusing. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before for any woman. I’m not just giving you a load of bullshit here. I’m being dead serious. There is something about you and me that just makes sense, and my attraction to you is off the charts. I feel like we’re magnets pulled together in the same direction. I cannot keep myself together when I’m with you. I completely lose all self-control when you’re in the room.”

“Or the park,” she quipped.

I laughed loudly, pulling her in and hugging her tightly. “Or in the park,” I repeated. “Come on, let’s get back home and get dry and warm before we both end up with the flu.”

We walked close to each other through the park and out on the street, facing the apartment building. I looked down at her and smiled as we quickly crossed the street and walked through the lobby, laughing quietly at the water that left a trail behind us. We went to my private elevator and took it up to my floor. As we stood in the elevator rocketing toward the top, we stared intently into each other’s eyes. The sexual tension between us was so thick, I could have cut it with a knife. Enticing tingles moved over my body as she reached forward, running her finger down my wrist and over the top of my hand. My cock was rock-hard in my pants, and I didn’t even care at that point if she noticed.

When the doors opened, I took her by the hand and opened the front door, letting her walk in first. I closed the door and locked it, turning around and finding her standing there with my jacket on the hanger. Her wet clothes clung to her sexy curves, and immediately, I stepped forward and pulled her into my arms. The smell of her shampoo pulsated through my nostrils, arousing me even further. I looked down into her eyes and pushed my hips forward against her, rubbing my hard cock against her body. She gasped as I leaned down and rubbed my lips gently across her cheek, and I could feel the goosebumps rise up on her skin. She was as aroused as I was, and I wanted every part of her soaking wet body.

I leaned down and grabbed her around the waist, picking her up in my arms and pressing my lips against hers. I kissed her wildly and with intense passion, feeling her gasping into my mouth. I couldn’t have been any happier when she reached up and grabbed my face, kissing me back with the passion we knew before. She put her arms back around my neck and grabbed onto my shirt, digging her fingers into my back. I groaned into her throat, feeling my cock pulsing in my pants. Her breasts heaved against my chest, her mouth moving wildly over mine, and our tongues intertwined. She pulled back slightly and sucked my bottom lip into her mouth, looking up at me with dark eyes.

I set Sara back down on her feet and stepped forward, pushing her against the wall. I ran my hands down over her breasts and massaged them tightly, feeling her nipples hard and round in my palms. She cooed, pulling one leg up to my side and grabbing my ass, pulling me up against her. She ground her hips against me, my shaft rubbing hard against her pussy. I groaned, tightening my grip on her breasts and let her rub her body against me. Her breath was growing heavier by the second, and I wanted her so badly. I wanted her right there against the wall. I wanted to do things to her that would leave her weak in the knees for days. I wanted every inch of her, and I was sure it was headed in that direction.